Beneath a great tree canopy,
I look through to bits of
blue and wispy clouds.
An unblemished leaf
startles me with its expanse -
wider than my
outstretched hand.
But, it is not the sky-blue
patches among the leaves
that draw me in,
but the green network of
leaf veins, like finger-pathways,
all converging, connecting,
conveying life-giving fluids to
sustain new growth,
even though it is autumn -
to form growing pods of fruit that
will hang in clusters like pendants.
Far cry from the Catalpa's
delicate spring display of
orchid-like blooms that
greet all who pass,
until they finally flutter loose
with the slightest of
casual breezes -
like moth wings released.
It too, will be like that
with its fall leaves!
But, for now -
it is now.
This spring, nothing has yet begun to bud out, not even
the elderberry. Oh . . . I must correct that declaration . . .
I did see a lone dandelion in bloom in a microclimate
up next to a foundation in the sun. And the day lily
shoots are already 1/4 inch up! It will be a while before
the catalpa shows signs of life.
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